It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The door hinges of the iron door creaked naturally, and with the creaking sound, the bottom of the door rubbed along the ground and slowly opened to both sides. "Huh~" accompanied by a strong wind, a thick white mist blew in from the crack of the slowly opened iron door, and the mist lingered and rushed towards the main room opposite. Wu Wen, leaning on the recliner, looked at the red sedan chair that was floating in front of his house in the thick fog outside the door. The sedan chair was made of paper, as red as blood, and it looked a bit weird in the thick white fog. The people carrying the sedan chair were also paper figures, wearing blood-red paper clothes and blood-red paper shoes. Although they looked like they were standing on the ground, if you looked closely, you could find that the soles of these paper figures were still some distance from the ground, floating in the air.

The long wedding procession was dozens of meters long. Looking closely, there were two or three hundred paper figures with red faces forming this ridiculously long wedding procession.

There were ceremonial guards in front who were responsible for clearing the way, maids in the middle who were responsible for sprinkling flowers, and sedan bearers who were responsible for playing suona in front of the sedan chair.

The sky full of paper flowers drifted in the wind in the white mist. Many of them blended into the mist obliquely and drifted away. The entire ground was almost covered with paper flowers.

The scarlet paper flowers flaunted a somewhat strange atmosphere of a wedding, but they were a bit too much, making this team feel like a funeral even though it was clearly a wedding procession.

The white mist also seemed strange and surging, and even the red paper sedan chair was emitting a blood-red glow.

The long wedding procession stopped quietly in front of Wu Wen's house. With the surge of white mist, a red paper carpet was laid from the door to Wu Wen's feet.

The paper maid following the red paper sedan chair seemed to be blown by the wind, and turned around cleverly, facing Wu Wen.

The two paper faces with round red lips and cheeks did not move at all, but a strange and sharp female voice came from outside the door like singing an opera.

"Red Luan star moves, it is appropriate to be together.

Sister Hong Yuan, and Mr. Wu Wen.

They are made for each other.

At the right time, they are happily married.

One person left, two people returned.

Sir, the auspicious time has come."

As the female voice, which sounded like singing an opera, just ended, the sound of suona sounded again.

The tune of the classic funeral song "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" suddenly rose, and with the sound of suona, the white fog surged even more, and the thick fog almost completely filled Wu Wen's entire courtyard.

Wu Wen slowly got up from the recliner, looking at the classic horror movie in front of him, and his heart suddenly became stressed.

Hong Yuan didn't know where she was now, and he couldn't call her just now, which made him feel more stressed.

This pressure was not brought to him by the scene in front of him, but by Hong Yuan's abnormal behavior. Because from the moment he owned Hong Yuan, she was basically like his vassal, without her own thoughts.

But the current state gave him a feeling that Hong Yuan had suddenly changed from an attached thing to something with its own thoughts. For example, it was his hardworking wife before. Although she would complain a little, they were inseparable. But now it was like the two of them suddenly divorced, and they changed from a couple to two people.

Awkward, insecure, it felt that their respective thoughts were a little bit unable to interweave.

"Chi Chi Chi?" The human skin hidden behind the door of the living room stretched out a head and looked at Wu Wen with a puzzled cry, and then it took a step, as if it wanted to get closer to Wu Wen.

"Don't come this time, you can't go out if you come, stay at home!" Wu Wen looked back at it and then waved his hand.

Picking up the backpack that had been prepared on the ground, Wu Wen took a deep breath, no longer calling Hong Yuan from the heart, but raised his foot and stepped on the paper red carpet on the ground in front of him.

The white fog became thicker, and the red carpet also looked strangely tough. Although it didn't feel like a real carpet, there was no sign of damage when walking.

As he got closer to the red paper sedan, the smell in the air began to change. A strong smell of funeral shops hit him.

The smell of various inferior papers, hemp straw, yellow paper, and paper coins and ingots mixed together and poured into Wu Wen's nose, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

However, the discomfort of the smell was different from the discomfort of the eyes.

Compared with the paper sedan chair and paper figure in front of him, it was obviously much smaller.

Wu Wen walked into the red sedan chair, and with some curiosity, he reached out and touched the paper maid waiting beside the sedan chair.

The feel was no different from that of the paper figure, the only difference was that it was a little cold. There was no sign of dodging or strange behavior when touched.

The suona was playing louder and the tune had changed. Now it was more like a tune played at a funeral, which also drew Wu Wen's attention back.

Wu Wen's eyes swept over the paper figure playing the suona, and then he put the lighter he had just taken out back into his pocket.

Originally, he wanted to try whether the paper figure could be ignited, but this guy got a little anxious.

So are these paper figures in the same group as Hong Yuan and himself?

"Shua!" Wu Wen threw away the thoughts in his mind, stretched out his hand to open the curtain of the big red sedan, and then tried to step on the sedan. After seeing that it was not crushed, he felt relieved and got in completely.

The curtain of the big red sedan was lowered again, and Wu Wen sat in the dark paper sedan, looking out through the paper window.

The white mist was thicker, and there was even a sense of ascending to heaven.

The wedding procession that had just stopped started again, and the ceremonial guards in front of them kept floating with the white mist, and the paper people who scattered flowers also began to scatter paper petals.

The sound of the suona was even more desolate, and the sedan slowly lifted off the ground, and then began to move like floating.

"Chijijiji!" Renpi was in a hurry and ran out of the living room like a fly, and then wanted to lift the curtain of the red paper sedan and get in.

However, before it floated, it was blown aside by the oncoming white mist.

"Chichichi!" The human skin became even more anxious, and followed the group of paper figures following the sedan chair.

Wu Wen was very anxious when he saw it like this, and he stuck his head out of the window of the sedan chair and shouted loudly.

"Get the hell out of here! Are you looking for death here to join in the fun? Go home!"

The human skin that was scolded by Wu Wen stopped screaming and stood there anxiously watching the paper figure team slowly move forward, scratching its ears and cheeks anxiously.

It stood there like a husband-waiting stone, staring at the trace of the red sedan chair that Wu Wen was riding. After being severely warned by Wu Wen twice, it turned around dejectedly and slowly floated back home.

The white mist became thicker, and even continued to expand outwards with the progress of the wedding procession.

Wu Wen sat in the sedan chair and looked to both sides in surprise.

Originally, he was thinking that after he sat on it, the wedding procession would suddenly disappear like the taxi, or run very fast.

But now it seems that the speed of the wedding procession is not very fast, just like driving a car at 40 miles per hour. Although it is not the speed of ordinary people, it is not so mysterious.

Moreover, the direction of the procession is still towards the urban area of ​​​​Puyu City.

Could it be that they are planning to take me for a stroll in the city center?